Female President’s Bodyguard Chapter 68: 1 person, 1 tombstone

Longhai City, the largest funeral home.

The president of Maserati stopped slowly, and Xiao Chen got out of the car.

"Brother Chen!"

The knife, who had been waiting at the door, limped and walked over.

"Well, are all arranged?"

Xiao Chen nodded and patted the knife on the shoulder.

"Well, let's start at ten."

"Good."

The two entered the funeral home, and then came to the empty mourning hall.

The place where the body was originally placed is empty. On the table in front, there are urns and black and white photos.

Three delicate fragrances are burning, Su Yunfei in the photo is smiling and watching the front.

Next to , there are wreaths, which Xiao Chen specially asked the knife to prepare. There are no elegiac couplets and names on them, but only a few special symbols.

No one expressed condolences, not even the staff, which seemed a little cold and solemn.

Xiao Chen came to the table, looked at the black and white photos, and did not speak for a while.

The knife stands behind him, his body straightened, like a knife waiting to be unsheathed!

"You said, would Lao Su blame me?"

For a long time, Xiao Chen asked.

"I don't know, but if it's me, I won't blame you, I'm willing."

The sound of the knife is not loud, but it is serious.

The huge mourning hall became silent again, until the mourning sounded, the staff walked in.

"Excuse me, is there a farewell ceremony now?"

The staff came forward, came to Xiao Chen and Xiaodao, and asked softly.

"Let's get started."

Xiao Chen nodded, took out the cigarette, lit it, and then stood on the table.

"Just the two of you?"

The staff was a little surprised.

"Well, just the two of us, let's go through the process."

Beside, the knife said.

"Okay."

The staff is a bit weird. He glanced at the urn on the table. Why is there weird everywhere?

The farewell ceremony has begun, and the staff follow the process. This may be the first farewell ceremony for two people that she has presided over the farewell ceremony for so many years!

"Bow."

"Second bow."

"Three bows."

Xiao Chen and Xiaodao stood at the table, bending over and bowing, a hint of coldness spreading.

The staff standing in front shuddered abruptly, and then she looked around, how could it suddenly be so cold?

"Well, I don't need you here anymore. Let's start at ten o'clock and come back again."

Xiao Chen said lightly.

"Okay."

The staff was eager to leave. She had never been afraid before, but now she doesn't know how, but she feels cold all over, as if she is in a cold storage.

"Lao Su, Su Qing and Xiaomeng are all very good, you don’t have to worry about them... Su Qing’s troubles have not been resolved yet, but don’t worry, no one can hurt her with me... Meng, the female big eighteen change, but the photos you showed me are much more beautiful..."

Xiao Chen stood at the table, looked at the black and white photos, and spoke softly.

In front of me, scenes of previous scenes are constantly flashing...the first time the two met, the first time they competed, the first time they drank alcohol...together to kill the enemy, live and die together...There is joy, there are tears , More scarlet blood...

Time, minute by minute, mourned over and over again.

At ten o'clock, the staff appeared again, and she was a little surprised to find that the two of them had been standing at the table since just now, maintaining a posture, not even changing their positions!

Weirdo!

Everything today is weird!

"Sir, it's ten o'clock."

The staff member stepped forward and said something cautiously, as if they were afraid to disturb them.

"Hmm."

Xiao Chen retracted his gaze from the black and white photo and nodded: "Go directly to the cemetery?"

"Yes, there are already staff waiting there."

"Good."

Immediately afterwards, two workers in black suits walked in, trying to get the urn and black and white photos, but Xiao Chen stopped them.

"The urn, I will get it."

The two workers looked at each other and didn't touch the urn again.

Xiao Chen was holding the urn in both hands, while the knife held the black and white photo, followed by two staff members, and walked outside.

Su Yunfei, who was supposed to be covered with a national flag and enjoy infinite glory, is so obscure, he wants to settle down.

Every step of Xiao Chen is a bit difficult, like a urn in his arms, heavier than a thousand catties!

"Sir, there is a special car over there." The staff directed.

"Knife, you take the picture and ride in that car."

"What about you?"

"I think Lao Su would prefer to ride in his sister's car... This is equivalent to Su Qing giving him a ride!"

The knife nodded: "Okay."

Xiao Chen came to the parking lot with the urn in his hands, opened the door and sat in, then gently placed the urn on the passenger seat.

"Old Su, this is Su Qing's car..."

Xiao Chen started the car and drove towards the cemetery, while the funeral home vehicle followed behind.

In the middle of the road, when passing a supermarket, Xiao Chen stopped the car and made a gesture to the car behind, beckoning them to go first and then walk in.

A few minutes later, he came out of it with an extra shopping bag in his hand, which contained a lot of things.

"Old Su, wait a minute, my brothers, and have a few drinks."

After getting in the car, Xiao Chen put the shopping bag on the back seat, and then continued to drive towards the cemetery.

The location is getting more and more deviated, and there are fewer and fewer cars on the road. It took more than an hour to reach the cemetery.

This cemetery is not an ordinary cemetery. Each cemetery is far apart...

If the ordinary cemetery is a commercial house, one family is next to each other, and one family is next to each other, then this is a manor. In addition to burying the bones, there is a small piece of land of its own!

This is also the reason why the cemetery here is so expensive!

Xiao Chen got off the car, then took down the urn, and looked around, showing a smile.

This is the first time he has come, but he is still satisfied. He didn't say that the promotional image is one thing, but it is actually another thing...

After all, most of the people who bury the bones here are the big-faced people in Longhai, and the funeral home dare not deceive them.

"Brother Chen, are you satisfied?"

The knife stepped forward and asked.

"Well, facing the sea, the spring flowers are blooming."

Xiao Chen looked at the sea not far away and the unknown little flowers around, and nodded.

"Mr. Xiao, do you start now?"

A staff member came over and asked.

"Hmm."

Xiao Chen nodded, went to the tomb, gently put down the urn, and then lit the fragrance and cigarettes.

The staff also prepared all kinds of sacrifices, and even piles of paper money.

The incense ran out, the smoke disappeared, and the urn was placed in the tomb.

Xiao Chen and Xiaodao filled the soil by themselves, then pushed on the lid of the stone sarcophagus, and stopped after making sure that there were no gaps.

Followed by a series of rituals. After all the rituals were completed, it was already an hour later, and it was midday.

The scene was quiet and quiet, except for the sound of waves hitting cliffs and rocks not far away, there was no other sound.

Xiao Chen, Xiaodao, and the staff all bowed three times, and the funeral was considered a ceremony.

"Mr. Xiao, this is all right."

"Well, trouble you guys."

"You are welcome, this is what we should do."

"Xiaodao, you can drive back with them." Xiao Chen turned to look at Xiaodao.

"What about you?"

"I will accompany Lao Su for a while, and I will drive back by myself."

The knife opened his mouth, and finally nodded: "Okay."

The knife and the staff are gone, and the empty cemetery is only left with Xiao Chen and a tombstone that has just been erected.

The wind is up, and the waves on the sea are bigger, and the waves hit the cliffs with a rumbling sound.

Xiao Chen walked slowly to the cliff tens of meters away, and when he looked around, he saw the unobstructed sea, blue.

"Ah!"

Xiao Chen looked up to the sky and screamed.

Under my feet, the waves became more turbulent, rolling, several meters high.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the sea under the cliff of more than ten meters, where there was a speedboat, which was undulating with the waves.

"Why is there a speedboat? Is it the cemetery manager?"

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with surprise, and his thoughts flashed by, but he didn't think too much about it, and he was in no mood.

Standing on the cliff for a while, he came to the car, took the shopping bag from the car, then went back to the tombstone and sat down on the ground.

"Old Su, let's have a drink!"

Xiao Chen took out the Red Star Erguotou from the shopping bag, opened it, and poured some on the ground, and then turned his head up to the mouth of the bottle and began to slurp and drink.

"Ha!"

Xiao Chenha took a sip of alcohol, put down the bottle, and took out peanuts and other snacks from the shopping bag.

"Lao Su, look, this is a recent photo of Su Qing and Xiao Meng... This was taken by Lao Tzu at the risk of being discovered, just to show you..."

Xiao Chen took out his phone again, found two photos, and grinned at the black and white photo on the tombstone.

"Su Qing is okay. If the girl who found Xiaomeng caught me taking pictures of her, she might be able to drive me out as a pervert... Your sister, see me not pleasing to your eyes. Fortunately, who is Lao Tzu? Conquer her in minutes..."

One person, one tombstone, the atmosphere on the scene seemed a bit strange and desolate.

Drinking wine, Xiao Chen kept chattering, laughed from time to time, and occasionally reddened eye circles...

Time passed by one minute and one second~IndoMTL.com~There were more and more empty wine bottles in front of the tombstone, and Xiao Chen was also drunk.

"Old Su, you used to say, why bury bones in mulberry fields, there are no green hills in life... But Qingshan is fortunate to bury loyal bones, and now the horse leather shroud is still... Another day, the time has come, I will bring Su Qing and Xiaomeng here Look at you..."

Xiao Chen leaned on the tombstone and looked up at the sea in the distance. His eyes were a little hollow and his mouth muttered.

The sun is gradually setting west, the wind is quieter, and the sound of the waves is also quieter...

Just when Xiao Chen was half drunk, half awake and half asleep, the sound of a police siren faintly came, gradually becoming clear...

Immediately afterwards, the roar of the car sounded, and a large-displacement off-road vehicle galloped in, raising dust all the way...

In the car, four men in their thirties were grim and murderous!

And in their hands, they resolutely held ak-47!

This is the third chapter of today, continue to code words, strive to continue to be more!